"Oh, Jack, Jack, it feels so good!" Clara cried, bucking wildly. "Fuck me good, honey! Make me come! Make me come!"

Virginia came first and slumped to the damp earth. She was back in her bedroom, not sure how she bad even gotten there, before she realized the terrible chance she had taken. She wasn't a peeping Tom, and yet she had gone to the neighbors' windows practically naked and stood in full view of the street. In fact, she had come back home naked because her panties were still lying on the pound outside Clam's bedroom window. She felt sick and ashamed and went down to the, kitchen for a drink.

When Harvey came home, it was after midnight and he was dead drunk. He stumbled and cursed in the darkness and finally crawled into bed with Virginia. He was naked, yet didn't even realize that Virginia was, too. He was snoring within seconds.

Virginia let her hand slide over his hugs, hairy belly. She was accustomed to him naked beside her because he always slept in the raw. Pajamas always twisted around his body when he turned in his sleep and he tore them apart, so he wore none, he never had. She felt of his big arms, his hairy barrel chest, and then let her band slide down over his belly again. She gripped his prick in her hand; it felt massive and hot, even though it was completely soft. She realized that he reeked of sex and it made her feel excited to know he had been out fucking another woman.

She cupped his balls. They were big, just like the rest of him, only they were cool. She wondered why a man's nuts always felt cool. Her hand went back to his cock. Keeping one hand on his cock, she pushed the coven back and crouched beside his sleeping form. Bringing her face close, she lifted the limp rod and put her mouth over the end. It tasted very strong when she pushed back the thick foreskin with her lips. She had never had a cock in her mouth and wondered if they all tasted like this or if she was tasting the mint had bad been inside.